One Piece: Impel Down Prison Break Begins

Such a terrible guess surged in his heart, and even if he was as powerful as Sengoku, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, and his face showed a little panic.

But he has always been strong, and even if he knows that the situation is not right now, he is not willing to throw in the towel easily.

He looked at Lunn in front of him and asked in a cold voice, "What did you do with my bullet?"

Lunn hooked the corners of his mouth slightly: "You might as well guess." "

Damn it!

If he continues like this, he will only be led by his nose, and Sengoku knows this very well.

He clenched his fists, and when he looked up again, his eyes flashed with fearlessness, and he no longer tried to question Lunn about the small actions he had made in private.

Boundless golden light surged over him, and the golden Buddha bullet was ready to move with his movements.

Lunn watched coldly, his hands slowly opened, and a thick black mist enveloped him, quickly burying his figure completely.

"Damn. Sengoku looked at all this in front of him, and suddenly thought of the matter of looking around just now and couldn't find Lunn.

He didn't want what happened just now to happen again, and he didn't care that he wasn't ready, so he directly hit the golden Buddha bullet towards the black mist.

Several golden Buddha bullets slashed through the air, and their extreme speed slammed into the black mist with a sharp sound.

Everyone's eyes widened, staring at the black mist without blinking, wondering if Lunn would be injured by those few golden Buddha bullets.

But unfortunately, the result still disappointed them, and several golden Buddha bullets entered that layer of black mist.

It was as if they had been swallowed by the black mist, and there was no trace of it at all, and if not so many people had seen it with their own eyes, perhaps they would have doubted their eyes.

"What's going on? What about those Buddha bullets, why are a few Buddha bullets missing?"

"Was it an explosion? Is Lunn dead inside? But I didn't hear it. "

Just when everyone was talking, and they even wished they could personally penetrate the black fog and go in to find out.

The black mist, which seemed to have frozen, suddenly moved.

A wind blew in the air from nowhere, and the mist drifted away with the wind, but quickly solidified in a matter of seconds.

A powerful dragon roar sounded behind the black mist, carrying with it the power of swallowing mountains and rivers.

The few Buddha bullets that had been absorbed by the black mist were quickly bounced out of the mist, and with a few swishing sounds, they attacked towards their master.

Although the Warring States had long been prepared for this, the speed of the Buddha bullet this time was much faster than the last one.

He couldn't dodge, and was injured by several Buddha bullets, and blood was instantly seen on his body.

"Daddy, that man, is the Lord of the Night......"

Ace watched the scene in front of him, and then a surging feeling surged up.

Even the Marshal of the Warring States can control the Buddha bullets, and he can also use those bullets to hurt him in turn.

Ace couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, but it was a kind of intense worship that only appeared in the face of the strong.

Lunn made such a powerful move, how could Whitebeard not notice?

It's just that most of his mind is now focused on Ace, and he doesn't have the extra mood to pay attention to Lunn at all.

He patted Ace on the shoulder and told Ace not to think so much about it first: "Hurry up and get back to the ship now." "

Ace was badly injured, and knowing that he couldn't delay any longer, he nodded, his gaze reluctantly slid over the black mist, and then quickly ran back after Whitebeard.

Sengoku is now delayed by Lunn, and no one else is Whitebeard's opponent at all, and even if they see the behavior of the two of them, no one dares to come forward to stop them.

Whitebeard's gaze swept over the people whose faces were full of unwillingness, but who were desperately trying to hide back.

In the end, he snorted disdainfully: "Such a person is really embarrassed to follow the hands of the Warring States!"

Having said that, Whitebeard has no intention of staying, since these people don't bother him if they know each other, then he can let these people go for the time being.

He protected Ace with one hand, his eyes unconsciously slid to the black mist in mid-air, and his heart sank.

In the black mist, Lunn was also observing Ace and Whitebeard's every move, and when he saw that the two of them had left, he hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction.

Without any worries, he moved his hands more ruthlessly, and his hands were raised high.

Those black fogs were as if they had self-awareness, and they spontaneously condensed in his palms.

From the original little bit of narration to the whole thing, it gradually expands at a faster pace.

Soon, the large black mist that had originally shrouded him was completely absorbed by his palm, forming a round ball.

The ball kept changing, from a small dot to a circle, and in a matter of seconds, from a circle to the shape of a dragon's head.

The moment the faucet is formed, it seems to have vitality, the sun shines on the black faucet, and the extreme black and strong light make it look even stronger.

Lunn took a step back, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and his hands were raised high, controlling the dragon's head towards the Warring States.

The fierce dragon groan sounded again, and everyone subconsciously covered their ears, but even so, the powerful sound continued to penetrate their fingers and drill into their ears.

Many people with low abilities have already been shocked by the dragon's moan, and others who can hold on are also full of vegetables.

Sengoku confronted the original source of this sound, and reacted a little more than anyone else.

He didn't have hands to cover his ears, so he could only forcibly rely on domineering to form a barrier for himself.

But he didn't expect this dragon moan to be so powerful at first, and he had already been hurt by the dragon moan, and he couldn't support it and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Watching Sengoku vomit blood, Lunn smiled coldly: "It's not just that. "

As his words fell, the dragon's head quickly struck towards the Warring States, accompanied by a violent roar, as well as its powerful energy.

Sengoku raised his hand and wiped the blood that had come down from his mouth, and after the blood had flowed to his arm, it was quickly absorbed by the golden light.

He rolled over and flashed to the side, trying to avoid the dragon's attack.

But the dragon head seemed to have an autonomous consciousness, and it was like his bullet, and the dragon head attacked wherever he went.

He couldn't dodge the shadowy attacks, and he was hit by the dragon head several times, and his injuries became more and more serious.

By the time the dragon head dissipated in mid-air without Lunn's control, he had already vomited blood. _

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